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| A simple brief thought on Scottish Independance. Were the outdated union not of some very high value to England and the English, why would they fight so to try to keep it? There are only so many slices to a pie, for one to have more, another must have less. Lastly - to those Scottish "Loyalists" - to whom are you loyal? Scots royalty died in the 1700's so it can be no Scots crown - And certainly not it appears to those who came before, that bled for Scotland and her freedom ! |










| In the words of Burns, as he wrote from the heart. Scots, wha hae wi' Wallace bled, Scots, wham Bruce has aften led, Welcome to your gory bed, Or to victorie. Now's the day, and now's the hour; See the front o' battle lour; See approach proud Edward's power, Chains and slaverie. Wha would be a traitor-knave? Wha can fill a coward's grave? Wha sae base as be a Slave? Let him turn and flie: Wha for Scotland's king and law, Freedom's sword will strongly draw, Free-man stand, or free-man fa', Let him follow me. By Oppression's woes and pains! By your Sons in servile chains! We will drain our dearest veins, But they shall be free! Lay the proud Usurpers low! Tyrants fall in every foe! Liberty's in every blow! Let us Do - or Die!!! Choose your destiny. |
| For most of my life I have wandered the world Through many proud nations with flags all unfurled But in all of my travels no prouder flag I've found Than the red rampant lion on the golden ground It's the red rampant lion of Scotland North by the Shetlands and south by the Tweed It's honoured forever in story and deed First into battle it always could be found The red rampant lion on the golden ground It's the red rampant lion of Scotland We've lost men at Flodden, at Flanders and Spain More at Culloden and El Alamein But we've never been conquered and still we rally round The red rampant lion on the golden ground It's the red rampant lion of Scotland The thistle is bonnie when flowering alone But what dart or medal she'll cut tae the bone And tae Scotland my darling my hairt is ever bound By the red rampant lion on the golden ground It's the red rampant lion The lion of Scotland Of Scotland united and free |
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